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Mračni blog je bio offline posljednjih nekoliko dana. Radim neke seobe servera, upgrade infrastrukture i tome slično pa je pokusni kunić bio upravo ovaj blog.

Sada je mračni blog na novom i velikom serveru (ovo je u stvari prva njegova seoba nakon što sam ga otvorio kao samostalnu domenu tamo negdje 2005. godine), i nadajmo se da je ovo cool i dugoročno rješenje.

Što sam još sve radio (i, daleko bitnije, što pripremam) biti će očigledno kroz nekoliko dana (max. tjedan-dva) pa će onda završiti uz malo sreće i zatišje na ovome mjestu.

Evo i male nagrade za strpljenje:

Stihovi dana:
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces

Bright and early for the daily races
Going no where
Going no where
And the tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
No expression
And in my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
And I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very… mad world… mad world…

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen
Sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me
No one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me
Look right through me

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very… mad world… mad world…
Mad World
Mad World

Večernji & EXIT

Dvije kratke servisne informacije:

  • Počevši od ove subote, u Obzoru, dodatku Večernjeg lista redoviti gost će biti i moja kolumna koja se zove “Kriptonomikon“. Obzor je od ove subote novi, redizajnirani i općenito drugačiji. Ne znam hoće li se sada nešto promijeniti no dosada sadržaji iz Obzora nisu završavali na njihovom webu tako da ćete morati ili kupiti Večernji, ili pak pričekati nedjelju da pročitate tjednu kolumnu.
  • Slijedeći tjedan počinje EXIT festival u Novom Sadu. Prvoga dana, dakle u četvrtak 8. srpnja u 20h sudjelovati ću na Exitu zajedno sa Rambom Amadeusom na panelu koji se zove Ekologija vs. Ekonomija. Ako ste slučajno na Exitu, svakako svratite.

p.s. danas sam provjerio i završio je ovogodišnji Bulwer Lytton natječaj, bacite pogled na rezultate.

Misao dana:
There were earthquakes in this land, terrible tsunamis that swirled flooding torrents of water throughout, and constant near-blizzard conditions, and not for the first time, Horatio Jones wished he did not live inside a snow globe.

Strah je sredstvo masovnog uništenja

Nisam zaboravio, tu sam ali sam malo busy.

Whether long range weapon or suicide bomber

Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction

Whether saw it in Sun or BBC 1

Misinformation is a weapon of mass destruct

You coulda Caucasian or a poor Asian

Racism is a weapon of mass destruction

Whether inflation or globalization

Fear is a weapon of mass destruction

My dad came into my room holding his hat

I knew he was leaving,

He sat on my bed told me some facts.

Son, I have the duty, calling on me

You and your sister be brave my little soldier

And don’t forget all I told ya

Your the mister of the house now remember this

And when you wake up in the morning give ya momma a kiss

Then I had to say goodbye

In the morning woke momma with a kiss on each eyelid,

Even though I’m only a kid

Certain things can’t be hid

Momma grabbed me

Held me like I was made of gold

But left her inner stories untold

I said, momma it will be alright

When daddy comes home, tonight

Whether Halliburton, Enron or anyone

Greed is a weapon of mass destruction

We need to find the courage, overcome

Inaction is a weapon of mass destruction

The skin under my chin is exploding again.

I’m getting stress from some other children

I’m holding it in.

We taking sides like a politician

And if i get friction we get to fighting.

I’ll defend my dad he’s the best of all men

and whatever he’s doing he’s doing the right thing.

It’s frightening, but it makes me mad,

Why do all of these people seem to hate my dad?

And if that ain’t enough now i get these spots.

I go to sleep every night with my stomache in knots

And what’s more, i can hear momma next door

Explore the radio for reports of war.

And all we ever seem to do is hide the tears.

Seems like daddy been gone for years.

But he was right, now i’m geared up for the fight

and he would be proud of me.

Whether Halliburton, Enron or anyone

Greed is a weapon of mass destruction

We need to find the courage, overcome

Inaction is a weapon of mass destruction

My story stops here, lets be clear.

This scenario is happening everywhere.

And you ain’t going to nirvana or far-vana,

you’re coming right back here to live out your karma.

With even more drama than previously, seriously.

Just how many centuries have we been

waiting for someone else to make us free?

And we refuse to see

that people overseas suffer just like we:

Bad leadership and ego’s unfettered and free

Who feed on the people they’re supposed to lead

I don’t need good people to pray and wait

For the lord to make it all straight.

There’s only now, do it right.

‘Cos I don’t want your daddy, leaving home tonight

Whether Halliburton Enron or anyone

Greed is a weapon of mass destruction

We need to find the courages, overcome

Inaction is a weapon of mass destruction

Turbofolk moment na koncertu U2

U nekome času, jučer na koncertu U2 na pozornicu se popela (ili su je popeli) neka djevojka koja je na Mysterious ways otplesala jedan komad skupa s Bonom.

Poslije pjesme, Bono ju je pitao kako se zove i dotična se zvala (a nadam se da se i danas zove) Simona. Tu je uslijedio omanji pandemonium na stadionu skupa sa skandiranjem “Simona, Simona” (vjerojatno na opće čuđenje grupe, zašto skandiramo baš njoj a ne njima).

Da bi U2 shvatio što se desilo morali bi prvo pogledati cijelu sezonu Farme i fenomenologiju koja iz toga proizlazi.

Eto, to je bio turbofolk moment na koncertu U2.

U2@Maksimir stadium (Zagreb)